Competition for Who Am I

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When I hear this song, takes Me back to when I felt... Sweet. Cute. Loving. Innocent. When I was AMONG YOU I knew I Could do You no wrong. I was brand fresh to stimuli of discoveries.
The one who cries herself to sleep. The one who thinks she is the misunderstood, Is no longer alive.  Period.
Everyday I went through the motions Stopping only to talk to people Who tell me I am not enough. "I am not smart enough I am not funny enough I am not pretty enough I am not skinny enough"
                                     I am, Colors of life ©2014, D. G. Zarlenga PhD (I release my copyright to this completion)   I dream over the wings of eagles.
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